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I can barely register what’s happening when I find myself pushed onto his bed. With one tug Aden pulls both my pants underpants off me, freeing my cock. He doesn’t give me time to react, suddenly pushing my legs apart and kneeling in front of me.

“Aden!” I moan. “You are not going to…“

Fuck he is!

His thumb brushes over the tip of my cock, before his lips close around it tightly.

No way! My first urge is to drop onto my back and just bask in the sensation, but there is a stronger urge that wants me to see how Aden’s mouth swallows my cock.

I don’t want to miss it! He works methodically, going slow at first, almost excruciatingly, so that my erection is almost painfully hard.

“Aden,” my voice sounds pleading. I would be embarrassed if I weren’t so turned on. I have given plenty of blowjobs, but I have barely been on the receiving end. What does that tell me about my choice of dates?

“Patience,” Aden smirks, blowing air onto the tip of my cock.

It sends a shiver down my spine. “Fuck!”

His lips close tightly around my shaft again, this time he doesn’t go slow and soft, his head bopping up and down while I can feel my tip hitting his throat. “This… fuck Aden, this is too good!”

His fingers wrap around my shaft tightly, while he stops his movements, his lips wrapped tightly around the tip of my cock, hollowing his cheeks.

His free hand tugs at my balls. I can’t hold back anymore, my fingers digging into his hair for balance, a shudder going through me, swiftly followed by another.

“I am coming,” I blurt out.

Aden just smiles, not letting go of my dick, instead he opens his mouth swallowing what I am unloading.

I drop onto my back, panting. He is good.

The guy knows what he is doing! Now I can’t wait to see how it will feel to have his dick inside of me.

I push myself up on my elbows, my eyes searching for Aden.

He is sitting in front of me, his hair not as neat as before, but not as messed up as it should be. We need to change that!

“That was fucking amazing,” I say while tugging the remainder of my clothes off me and trying for a sultry and seductive expression.

Aden narrows his eyes, scanning me from head to toe. I am not sure if that’s a good or bad thing. “Do you like what you see?”

“Yes,” he says. His eyes have that look in them, the one Ster has sometimes too. “One day I will draw you like this.”

“Naked?”

“Naked, and waiting for me to fuck you,” he says.

Okay, maybe not exactly like Ster! I did not expect him to be that confident in what he wants. This guy is anything but stuck up! I am so glad he is showing me this side of him. “Are you done watching?” I tease. “How come you are still wearing clothes?”

“Time to change that,” he says, taking off his suit. I keep watching him in awe while he slowly strips down until he is naked. I was not aware he would look like that under his suit. He is fucking ripped! He swiftly retrieves lube and condoms from his bedside drawer, and then he is back with me.

Before I can so much as utter a word, Aden is suddenly kneeling between my legs, pushing them apart.

I lunge upwards to hug him, wanting to feel every part of his naked skin.

He responds immediately. One of his arms is wrapped around me, pulling me down onto my back before his lips start to trail down my neck and to my nipples.

He takes his time, sucking, twisting and grazing them with his teeth until they are sensitive and swollen.

His knees push my legs apart further. I can feel my cock stir again.

Something about the demanding way Aden manhandles me, just turns me on so much.

Aden draws back slightly, and before I can complain about the lack of contact, I can feel a slick finger pressed against my opening, pushing past the muscle inside me.

I gasp.

“Too fast?”

“No, not at all!”

Aden adds a second finger, stretching me more. I have had sex partners before, but it never felt like this. Maybe because I am crushing hard on this guy. I have never fallen in love with someone before, and somehow, the knowledge that I am falling for Aden makes me both anxious and excited.

Three fingers deep in me, Aden pushes them as far inside as he can, until a sizzling feeling runs through me, my cock stirring at the sensation. “Here,” I moan. “Fuck that’s good.”

“You are so beautiful, Noel,” Aden says, his voice hoarse and his eyes dazed. “If only you could see yourself like that.”

“Now imagine how I’d look with your cock inside me.”

Aden doesn’t answer, instead he removes his fingers, and—

Oh fuckaluck! He plunges into me in one go, his cock so deep inside me, it takes my breath away and feels amazing.

With every snap of his hips, a moan leaves my mouth.

I am sure I sound obscene, but Aden doesn’t seem to mind.

It actually seems like my moans spur him on further.

One of his hands is on the back of my head suddenly, before he pulls me upwards into a heated kiss.

Finally, his hair doesn’t look as neat as before, and it makes him look so hot, as does the heated look in his eyes.

I know he is a perfectionist and a very serious man, so seeing him so open makes my stomach do backflips.

I cling to his neck, relishing in the feeling of his cock being thrust into me over and over again, so deep inside.

Aden’s fingers wrap around my hard cock.

It’s like I can feel him all around me now.

Aden’s lips move to my ear. “Don’t hold back, babe.”

He fucking called me an endearment. No one has ever done that! I feel my walls around Aden’s cock tightening, my cock pulsating in his hands while I chase my second orgasm of the night. Aden thrusts into me a couple of more times before I can feel his body tense up.

Aden doesn’t pull out of me immediately, and it feels so good to be filled up by him. “Thank you,” he says. “That was amazing.”

I rub my eyes, contentedly exhausted. “I should be the one to thank you.”

Aden carefully pulls out of me and gets rid of his condom. I can hear him shuffling around a little before I am suddenly in his arms again. I am sweaty and gross, yet he doesn’t seem to mind. “You are nothing like I expected,” I mutter against his chest.

His fingers brush through my hair and stop for a moment. “Is that good or bad?”

“It’s great!”